DILEMMA
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the Fitzgerald's so far, okay?
AN: hope you reviewed the first chapter, if you haven't done so already, don't worry 'bout it. But I do hope you review this chapter when you finish. If you don't review every chapter, please review every three chapters you read. You shall continue.
CHAPTER TWO:
*#* knock, knock, knock *#*
"Dudley, dear, please answer the door." Petunia Dursley asked ever so sweetly to her son. She was baking honeycomb muffins in the kitchen, before she started on dinner. I'm not going to launch into detail of what the Dursley's look like, you should already know
"Why not let the Potter boy do it? Where is he anyway?" asked Vernon Dursley lazily from the sofa in the living room, watching the news.
"Oh, I don't know, he's not in the house. But who cares anyway."
"Oh, yeah. Then go ahead Dudley." Vernon said, looking at his son fondly. Dudley got up after a couple of moans and groans and three more knocks on the door. "Fine."
"What do you want?!?" Dudley yelled at the 3 people at the door. The girl who had knocked on the door, was quite pretty, noticed Dudley, with brown bushy hair and blah, blah, blah. The other two people were a boy and another girl with flaming red hair.
"Hmm" said the pretty bushy haired girl, disapprovingly. "we were wondering if Harry was home.".
"Well, he's not home."
"Then where is he?" The boy asked from behind.
"He is – " But then Dudley's mum called from the kitchen door, "Dudy-kins. Who is it?" The red-heads had to cover their mouths with their hands to stop themselves from laughing aloud.
"Some people looking for Harry." Dudley yelled back to his mother who came rushing out at that.
"Harry doesn't live here. Get out!" she yelled into the bushy haired girl's face.
"I only – "
At that point Harry strolled around corner to Privet Drive and saw the people gathered at number 4 Privet Drive. He recognised the 3 standing outside, and ran towards the house.
"Hermione, Ron, Ginny!" They all turned to look at the running figure. Hermione knew that voice and said out in delight, "Harry!"
"Get over here now!" screamed Petunia at her nephew who was now standing three blocks away.
"Ron, Ginny, Hermione! Come on!" Harry beckoned to his friends to follow him. They all got the idea and ran after him.
"Dudley, get him!" Vernon yelled when he came out.
"But, Dad. Do I have to?" But Harry and his friends had been long gone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So Harry, how have the muggles been treatin' ya?" asked Ron, when they reached the park. Harry looked up from the bench he was sitting on, Dudley's name was graffitied all over it. "Oh, the usual."
"Hmm." Said Ginny.
"So" said Harry, "What were you doing in Privet Drive?"
"We just thought we'd visit you." Ginny smiled at him.
After awhile, the girls had walked off towards the playground to talk away from the boys.
"Hermione," started Ginny.
"Yes?" Hermione looked to her best friend.
"Do you – " Ginny took a breath. "Do you have feelings for, for Harry?"
"Oh." Hermione thought. "As a friend, I do. He's like the brother I never had. He's not like your brother, Ron. Harry and I get along better, without much conflict I mean."
"Oh ok. But do you have any other feelings otherwise?"
"Not so." Hermione sat in silence for a few seconds, thinking. "Well, I mean sometimes I feel like there is some chemistry, but as soon as I think that, it's gone. So, no."
"Oh ok then." Ginny looked away.
"Why, do you have a crush on him?" Hermione smirked. Ginny blushed. "Is it that obvious?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, the boys were also deep in conversation.
"Um, Ron?"
"Yeah?" He tore his eyes off the girls.
"You, you don't have a crush on Hermione, do you?" Harry tried to make it sound that he wasn't very interested, and only trying to make conversation.
"Well." Ron looked back at the girls sitting on the swings. "What would you say if I said 'yes'?"
"I would say that, you shouldn't like your best friends in that way."
"Really?" Ron asked curiously. "Why not?"
"Oh, um, coz – " Harry thought. "Coz, relationships between two best friends don't often work that well. I mean, if you haven't already noticed, most go out, then dump each other just to become best friends again!" Harry smiled, wasn't he great at making up excuses!
"Oh ok. Then in that case, I don't like her in that way." Ron said loudly. The girls who were 8 metres away stared at him. Harry beamed this time.
"Good." Harry said simply. He looked up at the darkening sky.
"Why?"
"Oh um – "
"YOU like her!" Ron laughed.
"No I don't!" Harry said, a little too quickly.
"Yes, you do!" Ron laughed harder.
"Do not."
"Do so!"
"I do not!"
"You do so!"
"Why would I?" Harry refrained from looking at his red-head friend's eyes.
"You know what?" Ron stared at Harry wide eyed. "You're a hypocrite!"
"Oh really?"
"Yes you are. But anyhow, I don't think I like Hermione that way anymore."
"Anymore?" Ginny said suspiciously. The two girls had walked up to the bench the boys were sitting on while they were bickering, and were now giggling like mad. The boys both blushed, Harry's cheeks went slightly pink.
"Come on, we better take you back to your aunt and uncle." Said Ginny. As Ron got up to go, Harry said, "Nah, how 'bout we stay out for the night. And turn in late?"
"What about our parents?" Hermione said fearfully. Breaking a rule like their curfew time might turn out ugly.
"We can owl them, don't worry." Harry dismissed that issue with a wave of his hand.
"And who's owl will we use?"
"Mine!"
"How?"
"Don't you know how to use an owl?"
"No she means, how do we get it?" explained Ron.
"Haven't any of you heard of the summoning charm before?" Harry said sarcastically.
"Oh." His friends all mouthed silently.
So they sneaked to the back of the Dursley's back yard, and hidden in the garden bed below, Hermione whispered, "Accio Hedwig." Hedwig then, still in the cage, zoomed out silently from Harry's open bedroom window. At the same time, Harry and Ron, each muttered "Accio quill" and "Accio parchment". All of the pieces of parchment on Harry's desk and a quill flew out of the open window as well.
A few minutes later, two letters were written and clutched in Hedwig's beak and claws and she was off.
"Well, lets go." Said Ginny quietly. And without the Dursley's knowing, who were in their lounge/living room watching television, the four friends sneaked out again, setting towards the city.
Hermione had some pocket money that she had saved, and was planning to spend most of it treating her friends to some treats to celebrate an early party of Harry's 17th Birthday.
AN: there you have it, the second chapter. Its really short coz I gotta get on with all my school assignments (due on Monday! (today is Friday)).
So please press "review", and make your review long if you can and if you didn't review for chapter one. I'll post a new chapter to my stories as soon as possible!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the Fitzgerald's so far, okay?
AN: hope you reviewed the first chapter, if you haven't done so already, don't worry 'bout it. But I do hope you review this chapter when you finish. If you don't review every chapter, please review every three chapters you read. You shall continue.
CHAPTER TWO:
*#* knock, knock, knock *#*
"Dudley, dear, please answer the door." Petunia Dursley asked ever so sweetly to her son. She was baking honeycomb muffins in the kitchen, before she started on dinner. I'm not going to launch into detail of what the Dursley's look like, you should already know
"Why not let the Potter boy do it? Where is he anyway?" asked Vernon Dursley lazily from the sofa in the living room, watching the news.
"Oh, I don't know, he's not in the house. But who cares anyway."
"Oh, yeah. Then go ahead Dudley." Vernon said, looking at his son fondly. Dudley got up after a couple of moans and groans and three more knocks on the door. "Fine."
"What do you want?!?" Dudley yelled at the 3 people at the door. The girl who had knocked on the door, was quite pretty, noticed Dudley, with brown bushy hair and blah, blah, blah. The other two people were a boy and another girl with flaming red hair.
"Hmm" said the pretty bushy haired girl, disapprovingly. "we were wondering if Harry was home.".
"Well, he's not home."
"Then where is he?" The boy asked from behind.
"He is – " But then Dudley's mum called from the kitchen door, "Dudy-kins. Who is it?" The red-heads had to cover their mouths with their hands to stop themselves from laughing aloud.
"Some people looking for Harry." Dudley yelled back to his mother who came rushing out at that.
"Harry doesn't live here. Get out!" she yelled into the bushy haired girl's face.
"I only – "
At that point Harry strolled around corner to Privet Drive and saw the people gathered at number 4 Privet Drive. He recognised the 3 standing outside, and ran towards the house.
"Hermione, Ron, Ginny!" They all turned to look at the running figure. Hermione knew that voice and said out in delight, "Harry!"
"Get over here now!" screamed Petunia at her nephew who was now standing three blocks away.
"Ron, Ginny, Hermione! Come on!" Harry beckoned to his friends to follow him. They all got the idea and ran after him.
"Dudley, get him!" Vernon yelled when he came out.
"But, Dad. Do I have to?" But Harry and his friends had been long gone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So Harry, how have the muggles been treatin' ya?" asked Ron, when they reached the park. Harry looked up from the bench he was sitting on, Dudley's name was graffitied all over it. "Oh, the usual."
"Hmm." Said Ginny.
"So" said Harry, "What were you doing in Privet Drive?"
"We just thought we'd visit you." Ginny smiled at him.
After awhile, the girls had walked off towards the playground to talk away from the boys.
"Hermione," started Ginny.
"Yes?" Hermione looked to her best friend.
"Do you – " Ginny took a breath. "Do you have feelings for, for Harry?"
"Oh." Hermione thought. "As a friend, I do. He's like the brother I never had. He's not like your brother, Ron. Harry and I get along better, without much conflict I mean."
"Oh ok. But do you have any other feelings otherwise?"
"Not so." Hermione sat in silence for a few seconds, thinking. "Well, I mean sometimes I feel like there is some chemistry, but as soon as I think that, it's gone. So, no."
"Oh ok then." Ginny looked away.
"Why, do you have a crush on him?" Hermione smirked. Ginny blushed. "Is it that obvious?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, the boys were also deep in conversation.
"Um, Ron?"
"Yeah?" He tore his eyes off the girls.
"You, you don't have a crush on Hermione, do you?" Harry tried to make it sound that he wasn't very interested, and only trying to make conversation.
"Well." Ron looked back at the girls sitting on the swings. "What would you say if I said 'yes'?"
"I would say that, you shouldn't like your best friends in that way."
"Really?" Ron asked curiously. "Why not?"
"Oh, um, coz – " Harry thought. "Coz, relationships between two best friends don't often work that well. I mean, if you haven't already noticed, most go out, then dump each other just to become best friends again!" Harry smiled, wasn't he great at making up excuses!
"Oh ok. Then in that case, I don't like her in that way." Ron said loudly. The girls who were 8 metres away stared at him. Harry beamed this time.
"Good." Harry said simply. He looked up at the darkening sky.
"Why?"
"Oh um – "
"YOU like her!" Ron laughed.
"No I don't!" Harry said, a little too quickly.
"Yes, you do!" Ron laughed harder.
"Do not."
"Do so!"
"I do not!"
"You do so!"
"Why would I?" Harry refrained from looking at his red-head friend's eyes.
"You know what?" Ron stared at Harry wide eyed. "You're a hypocrite!"
"Oh really?"
"Yes you are. But anyhow, I don't think I like Hermione that way anymore."
"Anymore?" Ginny said suspiciously. The two girls had walked up to the bench the boys were sitting on while they were bickering, and were now giggling like mad. The boys both blushed, Harry's cheeks went slightly pink.
"Come on, we better take you back to your aunt and uncle." Said Ginny. As Ron got up to go, Harry said, "Nah, how 'bout we stay out for the night. And turn in late?"
"What about our parents?" Hermione said fearfully. Breaking a rule like their curfew time might turn out ugly.
"We can owl them, don't worry." Harry dismissed that issue with a wave of his hand.
"And who's owl will we use?"
"Mine!"
"How?"
"Don't you know how to use an owl?"
"No she means, how do we get it?" explained Ron.
"Haven't any of you heard of the summoning charm before?" Harry said sarcastically.
"Oh." His friends all mouthed silently.
So they sneaked to the back of the Dursley's back yard, and hidden in the garden bed below, Hermione whispered, "Accio Hedwig." Hedwig then, still in the cage, zoomed out silently from Harry's open bedroom window. At the same time, Harry and Ron, each muttered "Accio quill" and "Accio parchment". All of the pieces of parchment on Harry's desk and a quill flew out of the open window as well.
A few minutes later, two letters were written and clutched in Hedwig's beak and claws and she was off.
"Well, lets go." Said Ginny quietly. And without the Dursley's knowing, who were in their lounge/living room watching television, the four friends sneaked out again, setting towards the city.
Hermione had some pocket money that she had saved, and was planning to spend most of it treating her friends to some treats to celebrate an early party of Harry's 17th Birthday.
AN: there you have it, the second chapter. Its really short coz I gotta get on with all my school assignments (due on Monday! (today is Friday)).
So please press "review", and make your review long if you can and if you didn't review for chapter one. I'll post a new chapter to my stories as soon as possible!